The Festival State

Today marks six months since my surgery. That's hard to believe because it feels like yesterday but then it also feels like a lifetime ago. Whilst I'm happy that the operation is in the past, today presented itself with mixed emotions. I had to have an MRI at 4:45 this evening. Guess what?! Yup, I cried again. I hate these damn things. I think this one was particularly hard because it is the first MRI I have had since surgery and will show the changes, be they positive or negative. I couldn't stop thinking about it all day. It made me quite anxious and I just wanted it over and done with.

Last night I got a tad annoyed with myself. As it is currently Mad March (this hardly captures it all) Adelaide is running like a 24/7 festival and the The Garden of Unearthly Delights allowed me to get some henna and hair braiding done on Sunday. Now of course I wasn't thinking about my MRI as I was having metal beads and pretty coloured string wrapped around some hair but then last night it hit me. An mri uses magnets and magnets tend to attract metal and of course I have metal strung into my hair. So of course today, in my already worked up self, I had to cut off the beads that were at the end of my hair wrap. That's when the tears started. I know it sounds quite pathetic to some but it's hard to explain why it upset me. If you just think about the wonderful haircut that I've had for the last 6 months then maybe you'll get it. Oh well

Anyway that's it. Six months down, countless years to go!

 I took this photo out the front of my house on my phone tonight (hence the terribly quality). Dusk tonight was magnificent, it reminded me of the wonders in the world and how I'm so glad to be here.

Summer is not always fun!

The chaos from the last few weeks has almost gone. It wasn't the nicest chaos so I don't feel relaxed or like I have had holidays. As everything is calming down I will say I've been pretty bored. The highlight last week was that I got to see a dear friend who had been OS since November and of course I made it eventful by almost fainting when we were in a shopping centre. Apart from that I've been going stir crazy. It's really getting to me not being able to drive again and to make matters worse my best friend is moving house today and will now no longer be living 10 minutes away but half an hour drive or 1+ hour public transport journey. 

It's summer holidays, I feel like I should be having a great time and living life to the fullest but I'm not. I still have about 2 weeks before school goes back but the outlook is that I won't be having much fun before I do (pessimistic side). This coming week is going to be stinking hot. The forecast is 40+ degrees every single day with minimum temperatures in the mid 20s. I don't like summer so probably won't go out much, not that I can anyway.

Last night I was so stir crazy and had to get out of the house that I walked up to Blackwood at 9pm, had a soy, decaf cappuccino and then walked back. I slept well and this morning I got a lift to a gym class. I was pretty nervous going into the class but it went well, I made it through.

I wrote a post earlier about looking for at least one positive thing in each day, which I have found hard over the last week for a few different reasons, but yesterday as I was walking up to Blackwood I realised my surgery was 4 months ago. That was a happy moment for me as I reflected on the progress I had made. I found a positive in my day.

I will be having driving lessons at the end of this month and have started house hunting so hopefully I can focus on those posivites in the coming weeks.

Sorry for the downer of a blog but there's no point in lying about it.